okay lets make it this time really short and sweet. this here is really an issue that sorta makes me feel so wretched and itchy inside...dunno....
okay, lets face it, b, j, i've read somethings in your diaries. i feel like such a pathetic friend and stupid about it, but to defend myself i have to say that i was desperate back then and really felt like i don't know what is going on in your life and you were so far away and for a best friend it is very difficult to endure such a long period of thirsty deserts to cross without any idea whether or not there will ever be an oasis....
and i've read the diary of my sister, i admit it, i was really furious and ran away and happened to wear her jacket and it was a nice feeling of revenge to read that book in her pocket....:)
oh and once i read the diary of my brother, and now that happened to be funny, because I just looked at one page and it was exactly the page I saw my name mentioned at, and now, who wouldn't be curious as to find out what ones brother writes about oneself in a DIARY?
guess what, he mentioned my name because he admitted in HIS diary, that he just had read MY diary! hahaha.
I still laugh about that....
It's like running into your sister in the changing room at the school gym and being angry because she wears your sportsbra and then realizing that you do the same.....i mean, wearing HERS too@!!!! (that actually happened to a friend of mine)
so thats a really bad thing, i sorta see that....privacy is something that should be taken seriously. and i didn't in those cases and I am sorry. But, and thats probably the worst part, I didn't feel bad about it when I did it. Not really...
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